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whenever the occasion demands. The trip of the 25th was a howl. I was very scared and I admit it. Because it was rainy and not at all clear although starting from Paris there were promising sun holes. At Orleans I ran into rain with the ol' Salmson and from then on it was a battle against the driving wind, low clouds, mist and fog. I hedge hopped over trees and was always so low that I could see the faces peering up at me from